It was Craker who provided quiet strength in that devastating moment. He later recalled how a teenage Prince William, though shattered, still mustered the composure to whisper, “Thank you”—a gesture that spoke volumes about their bond. Days later, as the world watched Diana’s funeral procession, Craker walked solemnly behind the hearse with the grieving brothers, a steadfast presence when they needed him most.

The scenes along the route were unforgettable: crowds wept, flowers rained down, and even strangers on the M1 motorway stopped their cars to bow in respect. Through it all, Craker remained a pillar of support. William, sensing his protector’s own grief, gave him a subtle nod—a silent acknowledgment that Craker, too, had loved Diana and was honoring her final journey.

Beyond that tragic chapter, Craker’s decades of service were marked by humor (his nickname “Crackers” stuck for life) and deep trust. His death closes a chapter in royal history, but his legacy—as the man who shielded the princes in their darkest hour—will endure.